Francis Beaumont

To The True Patroness Of All Poetry, Calliope - Poem by Francis Beaumont

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It is a statute in deep wisdom's lore,That for his lines none should a patron chuseBy wealth and poverty, by less or more,But who the same is able to peruse:Nor ought a man his labour dedicate,Without a true and sensible desert,To any power of such a mighty stateBut such a wise defendress as thou artThou great and powerful Muse, then pardon meThat I presume thy maiden cheek to stainIn dedicating such a work to thee,Sprung from the issue of an idle brain: I use thee as a woman ought to be, I consecrate my idle hours to thee.